"Wait a minute, Comrade Major." Fortunately, Vajim didn't get fainted with excitement, and quickly reminded Perskin in a low voice. "The commander and political commissar are still here."

Hearing Vajim’s reminder, Perskin suddenly realized that there was a commander with a higher rank than him here, and quickly stopped, and sincerely apologized to me and said: "Sorry, comrade commander, I heard My deputy battalion commander did not sacrifice, he was a little too excited, please forgive me."

I know that Perskin’s gaffe was caused by his comrade-in-arms resurrecting and being overly excited, so I didn’t mean to blame him at all. He just waved his hand at him, then looked at Vajim and asked, "Comrade Instructor, where is Major Prikhodko?"

"It's in the corridor at the door," Vajim replied.

"What are you still doing? Take us to see immediately." I heard that Major Prikhodko, who had just survived, was in the corridor outside. I first urged Vajim to show us the way, and then turned my head to Kirilov behind. Said: "Comrade political comrade, let's go and have a look together."

Under the leadership of Vajim, our group walked out of the command post and came to the corridor outside. I saw four stretchers placed against the wall on one side of the corridor. There was a person lying on each stretcher, and a hygienist was bandaging them next to them.

I didn't know who was Major Prikhodk, so I stopped and asked Vajim: "Comrade Instructor, I don't know who is Major Prikhodk?"

As soon as my voice fell, the hygienist squatting next to the second stretcher quickly raised his hand and said to us, "The major is here."

I walked to the stretcher, squatted down, looked at the wounded man who was lying on it like a mummy, and asked with concern: "Major. I am Oshanina, can you hear me?"

Hearing my voice, the wounded man whose head was bandaged so that only his facial features were exposed, tried to struggle to sit up, and I quickly pressed his shoulder. He was not allowed to sit up, and he kept saying: "Major, you have injuries on your body, so you should continue to lie down." Major Prikhodko hummed twice and lay down again.

"Comrade hygienist," I waited for Prikhodko to lie down. He turned his head and asked the hygienist squatting next to him: "Is the major's injury serious?"

After listening to my question, the hygienist shook his head and replied, "Except for the shot in the left leg, it is all skin trauma. It can be cured for ten and a half months."

After listening to the introduction of the hygienist. My heart feels much more at ease, at least the bandage-wrapped major in front of me, as long as there is no accident, he has temporarily escaped from the clutches of death.

After chatting with Major Prikhodko for a few words, I stood up, stepped aside, and waited for Perskin and Vajim to squat down to express condolences to their comrades.

When I returned to the command post again, I opened the door and asked Akhromeyev: "Major. If you let your third regiment attack the other side of the bridge tomorrow, are you sure to take the bridge down?"

After hearing my question, Akhromeyev was silent for a moment. Then he answered cautiously: "Comrade Commander, if we only attack from the front. Then I can tell you that even if we pay a heavy price, we may not be able to seize the bridge over the river."

Akhromeyev's answer was beyond my expectation, and I frowned slightly. Asked coldly: "Major, why do you say that?"

"According to Major Perskin's description. The enemy's firepower on the opposite bank is very fierce, and our entire assault road is within the enemy's firepower coverage area." When explaining the reason, Akhromeyev's face was exposed. Difficulty: "Even if our commanders are brave, the flesh and blood can never stop the enemy's dense bullets and fierce artillery fire."

"Lida, Major Akhromeyev is right." Kirilov waited for Akhromeyev to finish speaking, and immediately said to him: "If we attack blindly, we will pay a huge price."

When Kirilov finished speaking, I nodded, and then asked Akhromeyev: "Major, do you have any good ideas about taking bridges from the Germans?"

"Yes, Comrade Commander." Akhromeyev replied confidently: "We can take advantage of the night to smuggle a small unit over by boat. When the attack comes tomorrow, the smuggled small unit can suddenly appear. The enemy’s rear was caught off guard. In this way, our frontal attack rushed forward and flanked them back and forth to completely wipe out the enemy on the other side of the river."

"That's a good idea." Akhromeyev's proposal was very much to my mind, so after listening to it, I nodded in satisfaction and continued to ask: "How many troops do you plan to send to smuggle?"

"You can't have too many troops, otherwise you will be discovered by the enemy on the other side." Akhromeyev thought for a while, and said to me: "I think one company is enough."

"Comrade Commander." As soon as Ahromeyev finished speaking, Perskin rushed to say before I could speak: "The broken ice everywhere on the river will hit our ships carrying troops. It's crushed, so I ask Comrade Commander to carefully consider Major Akhromeyev's plan."

Perskin’s words make me have to carefully consider the plan proposed by Akhromeyev: If we do not send troops to smuggle, then tomorrow we can only brave the enemy’s intensive firepower and use people to fill it; if we send troops, let’s , I'm really afraid that the boat carrying troops will be crushed by the ice on the river.

Seeing my delay in speaking, Akhromeyev became a little anxious. He urged me and said, "Comrade Commander, time is running out. Make up your mind!"

"Yes, Lida, make up your mind." Kirilov also urged me.

"Comrade Commander, you have to think carefully." Before I make any decision, Perskin reminded me again.

The strategy of letting the commanders use their lives has always been a tactic that I would not use, so after thinking twice, I finally decided to adopt Akhromeev's method and send a small unit to the other side. When we wait for the frontal attack tomorrow, let them rush out from behind the enemy and catch the enemy by surprise.

When my idea was settled, I officially announced: "Major Akhromeyev, I decided to use your method. Send small troops to the opposite bank. But because there are too many ice floes on the river, you can only send at most A platoon of troops. Who do you plan to send to command this small unit?"

"Captain Rosenberg," Akhromeyev said without hesitation the name of a commander, fearing that I did not know the commander, and specifically explained to me: "He turned out to be the No. The 51st Army. When returning from the wounded, because the original unit could not be found, he joined our independent division."

"Well, major, I know this Captain Rosenberg, and I have to deal with him. I left Mamayev Hill with my troops. When I went north to meet the friendly troops, he was in the troops." For Ahero This person recommended by Meyev, I immediately nodded and agreed: "He is a commander with rich combat experience, and this time a small part of the smuggling is under his command." At this point, I raised my hand Look at the watch. Then he told Akhromeyev: "Major, it's getting late, immediately arrange a smuggled boat for Captain Rosenberg and them."

"Yes!" Akhromeyev promised, then turned and left the command post to arrange the smuggling mission.

Akhromeyev's work efficiency is very high. Less than forty minutes later, I received a phone call from him from the river in the command post. He said: "Comrade Commander, the smuggling squad has set off. There are three small boats with 30 officers and soldiers under the command of Captain Rosenberg. Each boat is equipped with a flashlight, and once they successfully reach the opposite shore, they will send us a signal. of."

"Very good," I praised him loudly for his resolute efficiency, and then told him: "Pay attention to the movement on the river. Once they successfully land, they will report to me immediately."

"Yes." Akhromeyev replied, "I will report to you in time."

I thought that this section of the river was only more than two hundred meters wide, and the smugglers could successfully reach the opposite bank in at most 20 minutes. So I have been staring at my watch, hoping to hear the good news from Akhromeev soon. A pointer that usually goes very fast. Today, it was as if stuck to the surface, and there was almost no movement.

Just as I was very anxious, the phone on the desk rang.

My first reaction when I heard the ringing of the bell was to grab the microphone and at the same time I said in my heart: This must be a call from Major Akhromeyev to report the good news. When I heard the major's voice in the earpiece, I was in a good mood and smiled and asked, "Major, have our troops successfully landed on the other side?"

Unexpectedly, Akhromeyev replied in a painful voice: "I'm sorry, Comrade Commander, our smuggling failed."

"Failed?" Akhromeyev's report confused me. I listened to the outside. I didn't hear the sound of guns. It shouldn't have been discovered by the enemy, so I asked: "Major, what the **** is this? What is going on, please tell me carefully."

"Report to the commander." Akhromeyev replied politely: "A small boat was pushed back to the bank by the ice floes on the river not too far from the shore."

"A boat was squeezed back to the shore by ice floes," the bad news made me feel depressed, but thinking of two other boats, I then asked, "What about the other two boats?"

"The other boat was in the middle of the river and was smashed by ice floes. All the officers and men on the boat fell into the water." Akhromeev took a deep breath as he told the story, "After our rescue , Everyone was rescued. But eight people were wounded, one of them was seriously injured, and one soldier died."

"What about Captain Rosenberg?" I heard that two boats failed to smuggle, so I could only pin my hopes on the last boat, and repeatedly asked: "Which boat Captain Rosenberg is on, is he okay?"

In response to my repeated questioning, Akhromeyev quickly replied: "Comrade Commander, we have lost contact with Captain Rosenberg and his ship. So far, there are no soldiers who are in charge of observing the river. A light contact signal appeared on the opposite side."

"I see. Comrade Major." I told him weakly, "Send people down the river to search to see if the captain and them are rushed downstream."

"Yes, Comrade Commander." Akhromeyev replied respectfully, "I will send someone to search along the river."

Seeing me put down the phone, with a frustrated expression, Kirilov immediately understood that the smuggling tonight was horrendous, and in order to confirm this, he quickly asked: "Lida, did the smuggling small force have come out? whats the matter?"

After listening to him, I first glanced at Perskin next to me, and said that if I had heard him, the smuggling tonight would not fail. Then I turned to look at Kirilov, nodded, and said helplessly: "Yes, Comrade Political Commissar, the squad’s smuggling operation has completely failed." Then I told him and Pells what was on the phone. The three of Jian and Vajim spoke again.

After listening to my narration, Kirilov's expression became serious. He scratched the back of his head, sighed, and said with regret: "Oh, what a pity. Since tonight's smuggling has failed, then tomorrow's attack, we can only fill it with human lives."

"Major Perskin," I felt unbearable at the thought of sending so many commanders and fighters through fire and water, so I asked Perskin with a hint of luck, "How many tanks are there in the tank brigade?"

Perskin quickly got up from his seat, straightened his body and reported to me: "Comrade Commander, there are still four tanks left in the brigade, and there are more than 600 tank soldiers without tanks~www.mtlnovel. com~If necessary, the commanders of our brigade can also fully participate in tomorrow's offensive."

"Use well-trained tank soldiers as infantry soldiers," I said sternly in response to his proposal: "I will never do such a thing. The task I want to give you is for Chaohe. The three regiments that launched the offensive on the other side provided necessary artillery cover."

"Comrade Commander, please rest assured." Vajim also stood up and expressed his determination to me: "Although we only have four tanks, today we have captured eight mortars from the German armory. We will attack tomorrow. In addition to bombarding the enemy’s position with tanks, mortars can also be used to suppress the enemy’s firepower and cover our commanders’ offensive."

"It's great, this is great." Originally, I thought that the commanders of the Third Regiment could only receive limited tank artillery support in tomorrow's offensive. I didn't expect that there would be eight more mortars coming out. In that way, our firepower to cover the infantry offensive will be greatly enhanced. But not long after I was happy, I thought of a key question, and then asked Vajim: "Is there enough artillery?"

"Comrade Commander, please rest assured." Regarding my worries, Vajim immediately gave me a reassurance: "We have a lot of qualified gunners in our tanks. Give them these mortars for use. They are no worse than professional artillery.” (To be continued)